I stood on the rocky shore, worn and lined in blocks by the ocean.. Smooth, hard sandstone worn by the ever rolling waves of the ocean.I was mesmerized by the beautiful teal colored water that, with each gust of wind, was whipped into foaming, white waves that crashing on the shore where I stood. Each wave created new blue pools as they receeded. The wind and the waves were exhileratng as I stood secure on the breezy shore.